The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The stone wall screamed as the pickaxe struck. It was a sound like a bone breaking. Then, silence. A silence so thick it tasted of copper and dust. Miles Thorne stood in the courtyard of the old manor. His hands shook. Not from cold. It was the heat. The summer air hung heavy, a wet wool blanket suffocating the village of Oakhaven. He wiped his brow with a rag that was already black with grime....

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